User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Red Tables/@comment-2246928-20141111003147/@comment-1298206-20141212212822

''Birne takes an arrow from his quiver and notches it to his bowstring, pulling it back tightly. Taking a breath, the young warrior shuts his eyes momentarily as he readies himself. Upon hearing Laurena's call, Birne lets his arrow fly into the ranks of the foebeasts.''